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In the last action-packed issue, our brave hero infiltrated the secret lair of the nefarious Allison Towers! Now we return as the Cervine Saviour stands before the villain himself, deep in his wickedly lavish headquarters... will he succeed in stopping the dastardly raccoon's plans for world domination, or will the hatter claim another mind? Find out in this issue of... The Amazing Antler-Knight!

"Your evil plan ends here, Towers!" the deer cries. His shiny suit glistens in the candlelight as he approaches his nemesis.

"Au contraire, Antler-Knight!" the raccoon retorts from the top of the steps leading to his decadent throne. His flowing cape swings ominously as he spins on the spot, pointing at Antler-Knight with a wicked grin! "You've been following every step of it perfectly!"

"No more games, dumpster-diver! I know the hats are the source of the mind control and the source of your power! Disable them now, or you'll get the sharp end of my horns!" The deer takes up a fighting stance, fists clenched and head lowered to point his powerful antlers threateningly.

Towers laughs heartily and then, with a sudden hand movement, casts a ball of twisted purple magic hurtling towards Antler-Knight. The candles and braziers all around the stone chamber burst into purple light in reaction to the evil blast. The brave Knight remains unfazed and in one deft movement, leaps and flips over the fireball, landing in front of the scorched mark it leaves on the stonework.

He spins back to face the villain and launches fistfuls of valiant blue energy towards him, the accumulated power enveloping his fists and arcing between his antlers. The raccoon dodges the first, but the second lands true against the creature's chest and sends him reeling back onto one knee, smoke rising from his burned suit. The raccoon, retrieving his top hat from the floor and dusting it off, growls as he places it back on his head.

"Enough of this!" he screams, running and leaping from the steps straight towards the knight, his cape fully outstretched. In an instant the lights in the room once again explode into purple fireballs, this time blindingly intense enough to stun our cervine hero. The force of the raccoon's landing knocks the smaller deer onto his back and soon the raccoon's huge paw is planted firmly and heavily on his chest. Despite all his attempts he could not move - the raccoon was directing some kind of binding magic directly downwards onto him through his crushing sole and through the toes curled on the deer's suit collar.

"You really thought it was that easy, Amateur-Knight?" Towers snarled, looming over the pinned hero. "You thought you'd be able to waltz in here past my suspiciously light security and escape with your mind intact? Your antlers may yet save you from conventional headwear, but I have more than one way to steal a mind!"

As he slowly spits those final words, so does a menacing purple light grow in his eyes. The magic inside takes on a swirling shape. Antler-Knight tries to avert his gaze, but the raccoon's eyes demand attention. Still... the Cervine Saviour laughs.

"That's quite a light show, garbage-breath, but once again you're all style and no substance!" The deer pulls his goggles down over his eyes and crosses his arms, staring smugly directly into the raccoon's gaze. The usual informational display inside the goggles glazes over with a protective blue sheen. "With my newest goggle modification, your evil hypnosis can't affect me!"

The raccoon chuckles and leans up, the purple swirls dissipating from his eyes momentarily. "Quite ingenious, my little friend. Tell me, did the gryphon supply you with that mod, by chance?"

The deer, taken aback, stammers. "H-how did you know?"

The raccoon leans in again, his face inches from the deer's and his wicked grin growing ear-to-ear. He utters in a proud growl: "Where do you think he got it from?"

The deer panics, his mind flashing back to that day. He remembers the feeling of something out-of-place in the gryphon's workshop, something spotted in the corner of his eye that he couldn't put his hoof on at the time. Now, it hit him: there was a new hat on the stand. The raccoon's hand emerges from within his cape, now holding a remote control bearing one large purple button, his thumb hovering over it.

"NO!" Antler-Knight cries and powers up another ball of energy in his fist, but he is too late. As the control beeps, the display in his goggles glitches and changes. The purple swirls creep in and fill the deer's vision. The inescapable patterns erode his focus and dissipate the energies around his hands and horns, leaving him unable to channel more. He grabs at the raccoon's ankles in and closes his eyes in resistance, but the bright swirls persist through his eyelids, willing him to open them again and stare deeply.

The raccoon laughs deeply once again, enjoying the deer's feeble resistance. "Look at you now! Once a hero, now just a meek little deer caught in the headlights! Isn't that right...Rossy?"

The deer gasps at his secret identity being revealed - how long had Towers known it for? In the moment of shock, he opens his eyes and gets caught in the raccoon's gaze once again. The villain's eyes light up with swirling hypnotic magic, resonating through the second layer of swirls in the goggles, completely enveloping the deer's vision. Finally, any last vestiges of will are forced from the deer's mind. Our once powerful hero's arms fall limply to the sides and he stares vacantly, emptily.

Towers steps off the deer and lifts him from the ground with both hands, holding him above his head. The deer's limbs hang loosely and he still stares vacantly, a purple glaze over his eyes beneath the goggles. "And here you are, the brave Antler-Knight! Reduced to what you were destined to be all along... my prey!"

The raccoon turns, addressing the camera at the side of the room. Unbeknown to the Deer Wonder, the entire event had been streaming to every screen in the city. The fight, the hypnotic defeat and even the reveal of Antler-Knight's secret identity. Towers steps towards the camera and without a further word, opens his maw wide. Angling the deer's antlers, he sinks the fallen hero headfirst into his maw, tongue lapping over the head and neck. The bulge in his throat grows and he tugs away his cravat to accommodate it, as the deer's shoulders disappear. The city watches on in horror as the deer sinks into the squeezing throat of the powerful raccoon. He slips down easily with the aid of gravity and the shining, slippery smoothness of his suit. The deer-shaped bulge taking form on the raccoon's belly stretches his shirt until it finally bursts, the bulging white belly bouncing free in centre-frame. Towers closes his lips around the powerless deer's boots and with a final gulp, the Antler-Knight is swallowed completely.

After a satisfied growl, he begins to cough, eventually spitting up and pulling the corrupted goggles from his maw. He laughs wickedly, dangling them by the band from one finger. As if such a display of dominance to the people watching wasn't enough... the absorption begins.

Powerful swirling magic surrounds the raccoon and his belly starts to rapidly shrink. The forces surging into his body raise his feet off the ground. His hat too begins to levitate above his head, an eldritch glow emanating from within. The raccoon cheers on the process enthusiastically as his suit begins to change. From its original Victorian style, the swirling magic forms around it and it begins to take on the shapes of the Antler-Knight's attire. The distinct diamond-shaped epaulettes and kneepads take shape, as well as angular boots and gauntlets. As opposed to the Knight's golden form, they are forged out of deep black leather and shining purple metals. His belt is embellished with shining purple too, and stripes appear around his chest and arms, and down his legs. It was the Antler-Knight's suit unmistakably, but merged with his own nefarious old-timey fashion. The raccoon's belly is flat once again.

Towers stares at his hands as they light up with balls of purple energy so fierce and bright that they seem almost out of control. Violet fire consumes his eyes. It looks like his body can hardly contain so much power and the city, expecting to see him be destroyed by his own hubris, holds out some hope - but with a finger-snap, he simply dismisses the magic and his feet land back on the floor.

He reaches up and stretches the permanently purple-tainted goggles around his top hat, letting them snap onto it just above the brim. The hat glows happily from under the brim.

The last thing captured on the camera feed is the raccoon's slow strut towards it, then the lean in so his wicked grin would fill the frame. "So...who are you sending to save your minds next? I'm still hungry."

Has the plan of the great Allison Towers truly succeeded? Will the city fall to the control of his hypnotic hats, followed by the entire world? Will another pathetic hero attempt to dethrone the hatter? Is the Cervine Saviour's power lost forever within the evil raccoon's body, or was there more to his "defeat" than meets the eye? Find out in the next issue of...The Magnificent Mr Towers!